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I did not meet with Zan again until two years later. We had talked on the phone
occasionally, and exchanged emails, but because he lived in Canada and I lived in Los
Angeles, it was hard to get together.
But when Zan told me he was coming to LA, I jumped at the chance to meet up with him
again.
I had come a long way from the person I was when I first met with Zan at that
McDonalds in Chicago. I had achieved a great deal of success in many areas of my life,
and was eager to show them to my friend and mentor.
When Zan arrived, I took him to a local restaurant called The Rainbow Room, a
bar/club/diner off the Sunset Strip almost totally dedicated to rock and roll. The walls are
adorned with autographed pictures of rock stars, rock and roll memorabilia, and multi-
colored Christmas lights.
It was a very “LA” place, and I wanted to give Zan a very “LA experience.”
As we were seated, I leaned over to him.
“Don’t be surprised if we see some celebrities or porn stars later on,” I said. “This is a
pretty popular place for them to party.”
Zan smiled. “It’s good to see you again, Joe. You are almost completely different from
that guy I met two years ago.”
“Is it that obvious?” I asked.
“You’re different,” Zan said. “Its like you’ve figured out how to live your life and you’re
enjoying every minute of it.”
“Well, I still feel like I got a lot to figure out. But your advice really helped me get to
where I am today.”
Zan blinked. “Advice?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “You know, the Zan Philosophy?”
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